ne, being killed
by the fall. The horse, too, was lying by itself, having been killed
by the fall. And the man lay apart from them, having been killed by
the fall.

Picking up the body of the chief's son, he put it in the hollow skin.
Then he pulled many times on the cord.

But when the young man went down, strange to say, he did not ask
favors for himself. And they rejoiced because he had put the chief's
son in the hollow skin. Having brought up the dead man they forgot the
living one.

Though he sat waiting for the hollow skin to come down again, he was
not drawn up. So he sat wailing.

Now the chief had promised him his daughter to go down into the pit.
"If you bring my son back, you shall marry her," he had said.

The young man wandered about in the darkness. At length when walking
along the trail, he came suddenly upon an old woman.

"Venerable woman, though this land is very difficult to reach, I have
come hither. I came to the hole in the ground above. One person came
hither, having fallen into this pit. I came to take him back. They
have not drawn me up; and I have no way of going back. Venerable
woman, help me." So he spoke.

"There is nothing that I can do to help you," she said. "A person is
in that place, out of sight. Go there. He is the one who will do it
for you."

He went there. When he arrived, he knocked repeatedly on the door.
Though he stood hearing them speaking, they did not open the door for
him.

The woman said, "Fie! A person has come. Open the door for him."

Behold! The man's child was dead, and therefore he sat without
speaking. He sat still, being sad. Then the young man arrived within
the lodge, the woman having opened the door for him. Yet her husband
sat without speaking. The young man was impatient from hunger. The
husband questioned him:

"From what place have you walked?" he asked.

The young man told his story. "I walked up above, but a man headed off
the herd, and having fallen, he came here. I came here to take him
back. They did not take me back; I have no way of going back. Help
me," he said.

The man said, "We had a child, but it died. We will treat you just
like the child who died." He meant he would adopt him. "All things
which I have are yours," said the father.

The young man did not speak. He wished to go homeward.

"Whatever you say I will do it for you," said the father. "Even if you
desire to go homeward, it shall be so," he said.

At last the young